The stars are out, shining bright.
They light your hair up like neon lights.
I lay, on the hood of this car, supposed to be watching the sky…
But I can’t help but steal a couple glances over at you…to see that you’re smiling.
Everything is so complete, how could it end.
But, until that time comes, I’m gonna hold your hand, and squeeze it tight.
Tell you I love you, every night.
I know I seem cheesy, but what can I say.
It’s your fault for making me feel this way.
So as I lay here, on this car, I’ll savor the flavor of every second with you.
Every heartbeat precious, every breath divine.
I look at the stars, then back at you…it seems I have trouble telling which is which.
You seem so bright here, with me, underneath the moonlight.
I can honestly say, it must be quite a sight.
You with me, me with you…we must make quite the odd pair.
But I don’t mind, as long as you don’t.
After all, I’m used to the stare.
So come, lets count these stars, from one to a thousand.
Then we’ll start over.
But guess what.
I’ll always start with you.